I am a policeman

Chapter 7 Apprenticeship
"Uncle Biao, can I do this in the future?" Lei Weidong asked enviously when he saw Uncle Biao's results.

"Of course, as long as you do what I say and insist on firing [-] rounds of ammunition every day for three consecutive months, you will definitely get results." Uncle Biao said in an affirmative tone.

"At the end of the day, we still need to practice hard." Lei Weidong pouted, picked up the pistol, aimed with one eye and held the gun in both hands, and fired the first shot with a bang.

Then adjust it, it feels like a meow, and a bang is another shot.

"That's right, it's better than last time." After Lei Weidong finished shooting six shots, Uncle Biao shifted the target, and found that all six shots hit the target, and even one shot had eight rings. He immediately praised:
"Lei Zi, you are very talented in shooting. You can hit the target with your first shot. If you practice a lot, you might become the number one ace of the police force."

"Uncle Xie Biao praised me, I will work hard." Lei Weidong smiled, loaded the pistol with bullets one by one, and then started shooting at the target at three o'clock.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

While shooting, Lei Weidong paid attention to the data on the system. When will his shooting column become primary, he has already fired eight or nine shots, and there is no response at all.

Could it be that he still can't shoot now, and the system requirements are too high.

After six shots, the system did not respond at all.

Lei Weidong was not discouraged, he loaded the bullet and continued to practice.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

After another six shots, the system still did not respond.

Could it be that the system didn't respond because the grades were so poor.

Lei Weidong pulled the target closer, and found that the results of the six shots in the previous round were not much better, and the results of the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth rings were all there. It seemed that he would continue and try another round.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

After another six shots, Lei Weidong smiled while looking at the system, and his marksmanship skills changed from zero to elementary level, which means that Lei Weidong finally crossed the threshold and became a rookie.

A rookie is a rookie, much better than no one.

Besides, not all veterans have transformed from rookies, as long as they practice hard, sooner or later they will become masters from rookies, and even become the legendary gun master.
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"Uncle Dong, what time do you go to work in the morning?"

Gun practice is tedious, and only a systematic person like Lei Weidong can persevere. Like Uncle Biao, he has already gone back to the office to rest. The gun room is not as comfortable as the office.

After firing [-] rounds of ammunition, Lei Weidong went to the gun room to hand in his gun, and asked Yang Jindong when he was going to work tomorrow.

"Nine o'clock, one hour later than you." Yang Jindong, who took back his pistol, asked, "Are you going to practice shooting tomorrow?"

"Of course, if you don't practice martial arts for three days a day, your marksmanship is the same. I want to become a spear master, how can I be lazy." Lei Weidong laughed.

"Then you come at nine o'clock. I always come to work by stepping on the clock. If you come early, you have to wait at the door." Dong Shu said, "Isn't it very busy to be a policeman, and you don't need to go out to patrol?"

"I'm in plain clothes now, so I don't need to go out to patrol." Lei Weidong nodded his collar and said with a smile, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, I'm just killing time in the gun room.

Seeing Yang Jindong's unkind expression, Lei Weidong turned around and left after speaking.

If possible, Lei Weidong didn't want to offend Yang Jindong, but going to the gun room every day to practice guns would be causing trouble for the other party. It is certain that he would be upset. Rather than getting familiar with him and being embarrassed, it would be more comfortable to keep a straight face.

However, after shooting two hundred bullets, the effect is still good. Although I can't achieve a hundred shots, my shooting level is almost the same as the beginning.

Not to mention eight rings and nine rings, even ten rings, you can meet it if you are lucky.

It's just that I don't know where I rank in the elementary school. It would be even better if I could be more detailed and convert the five grades of elementary, intermediate, and advanced into a percentile system.

That way you can position yourself more accurately.

Let's fiddle with the system when we get back to see if there are any hidden functions, Lei Weidong thought to himself.
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"Bang... bang... bang..."

"Uncle Dong, I'm out of bullets. Bring me another hundred rounds." After reloading the bullets in the gun, Lei Weidong came to the gun room and said with a smile.

"Do you have a grudge against guns, kid? It's been three months. You've come to practice guns every day, and you still practice for a day." Yang Jindong took out a form and asked Lei Weidong to sign, and then put the one hundred dollars he had prepared earlier. The bullets were handed over.

"The bullets you have dismantled in the past three months, let alone our police station, the entire Xiangjiang Police Force may not have dismantled as many bullets as you alone. At least [-] or even [-] bullets have been dismantled a day."

"It's not every day, Uncle Dong." After receiving the bullets handed over by Yang Jindong, Lei Weidong said with a look of grievance, "At least, I didn't play so much during the few days when I played with Brother Le. That's two hundred rounds."

"Two hundred rounds is still a lot, I really suspect that you have a grudge against ammunition?" Hearing that Lei Weidong thought that two hundred rounds were too little, Yang Jindong looked depressed, "I really don't know why Brother Le values ​​you so much. caring.

Not only will you be promoted to plainclothes, but the gun room will also supply you with unlimited ammunition. "

Because of the lack of guns in the police force, the gun room of the police station has always been the most leisurely position. It belongs to the type of pension for people. Usually, Yang Jindong does not know how comfortable he is here.

Unexpectedly, there was such a wonderful thing as Lei Weidong, with hundreds of rounds of ammunition every day, and the wind and rain never stopped, which made Yang Jindong's idle position very troublesome.

In the past three months, Yang Jindong was dizzy just by counting the bullet casings every day for storage statistics. He wondered if Lei Weidong could get hit by a car when he went out, or if he had diarrhea, and let himself have a free day.

"I don't have any grudges with the bullets, but I have grudges with the ten rings. I feel uncomfortable if I don't play dozens of ten rings every day. As for why Brother Le likes me, of course it is because I play football well. Every time I play, I feel uncomfortable. Can give him a good pass.

Lei Weidong held back his mouth and walked towards the shooting range with the bullets in hand.

Looking at the back of Lei Weidong leaving, Yang Jindong couldn't help shaking his head.

At the beginning, Yang Jindong suspected that Lei Weidong wasted bullets, and the daily shooting was just to vent, but after these days, he checked the target cards Lei Weidong used for shooting.

Yang Jindong discovered that Lei Weidong's marksmanship was improving rapidly.

In the beginning, the fourth, fifth, and sixth rings were mostly, the eighth and ninth rings were rare, and the tenth ring was even rarer.

But in the past ten days, the number of eight and nine rings on the target paper has increased rapidly, and the number of ten rings has also increased.

And a month later, ten rings became more common.

As for now, Yang Jindong was surprised to find that the tenth ring was the main target on the target paper, and the ninth ring was only occasionally seen, and he hadn't seen one below the ninth ring in the past ten days or so.

For this reason, seeing the background of Lei Weidong practicing guns, Yang Jindong admired him from the bottom of his heart.

It is really admirable that Lei Weidong can persist in such a boring thing for three months.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom..."

Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings...

With a warm current passing through his body, Lei Weidong found that the marksmanship in the skill bar of the system had become an intermediate level.

"call!"

Seeing that the column of marksmanship finally changed several times, Lei Weidong let out a long mouthful of resentment.

It's not easy!

After three months of practice, with tens of thousands of rounds of bullets, his marksmanship has finally improved by one level.

To be honest, if it wasn't for finding a function in the system on the third day and converting the skill table to a [-]-point system, it would be easier to see that he became stronger, Lei Weidong really couldn't hold on anymore.

But even so, from 25 to 26, in order to improve a little, Lei Weidong practiced for five days and fired [-] rounds of bullets to improve a little.

This is the progress that can be seen. If you can't see it, I really don't know how many people can persevere.

I don't know what kind of changes will happen to the marksmanship after the upgrade?
"Bang, ten rings, bang, still ten rings, bang, still ten rings, bang, this time it's nine rings, bang, ten rings, bang, ten rings!"

After firing six bullets, Lei Weidong was surprised to find that although his marksmanship was a bit regressed and he had nine out of ten consecutive rounds, his shooting speed was much faster than before.

The original Lei Weidong, when shooting, had to aim and proofread before he dared to shoot. Although he shot very accurately, almost all 50-meter targets were ten rings.

But this kind of shooting speed is too slow. It doesn't matter on the shooting range because there is no time limit, but it won't work in actual combat.

Time is life, with Lei Weidong's shooting speed, you shoot once and others will shoot three times and snatch it four times. If you encounter a gangster with an AK, you might run out of bullets.

Let alone one life, Lei Weidong might lose ten lives.

But now, Lei Weidong feels that his shooting speed has become faster. When aiming, he automatically calibrates and shoots, which is at least 30.00% faster than before.

This is just the beginning of the intermediate level, so after the advanced level, Lei Weidong's speed will be too fast, will he become a fast shooter.

Lei Weidong, who was in a happy mood, looked at the bullets on the table, there were seventy or eighty rounds left.

Go ahead and ask for it after shooting. I have to finish shooting [-] rounds today, and rush to the advanced level of marksmanship as soon as possible. I don’t know what the marksmanship after the advanced level is like.

If you say you want to kill mosquitoes, you don't want to kill flies.
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"Xiao Lei, have you considered apprenticeship?" Seeing Lei Weidong's talent is so good and he is improving every day, Yang Jindong moved to accept the idea of ​​apprentice.

"Appreciate a teacher, of course I thought about it, it's much better to have a master teach than to grope by myself." Lei Weidong shrugged.

During the period of practicing in the gun room, Lei Weidong had the idea of ​​apprenticeship more than once, especially as the speed of skill upgrading became slower and slower, the desire for apprenticeship was even stronger.

It's just that the police station doesn't talk about experts, only those who can shoot guns. Uncle Biao is already considered an expert in it, so don't mention the others. Lei Weidong couldn't find a way to learn from him even if he wanted to. "

"A master, why is there no master, there is one in front of you." Yang Jindong patted his chest and said, "I am a master shooter, number one in the police force."

"Uncle Dong, you're a master, you're not kidding, you look like someone with a gun." Looking at Yang Jindong's swollen stomach, Lei Weidong didn't believe it.

"Why don't you believe me? Back then, I was the fastest-selling player in Central, and I didn't know how many opponents I defeated."

Yang Jindong said, "Later, when I got older, my desire to be strong and aggressive disappeared. In addition, I lost to another person, so I lived in seclusion in the gun room and lived a leisurely life. Why, don't you believe it?"

"I want to believe it, but..."

"It seems that you don't show your hands, you don't believe it." Yang Jindong snorted, and let you see, my utterly destructive gun.

"Heavenly and earthly gun, the name sounds strange, Uncle Dong, let's see it." Lei Weidong handed over the gun in his hand.

Yang Jindong didn't take the gun, but instead grabbed Lei Weidong's arm and pulled it around, making Lei Weidong turn around in a circle, and then aimed with Lei Weidong's arm,

"boom!".

A shot was fired.

"Ten rings!"

"Uncle Dong, what are you doing?"

"Of course I let you know the master." Yang Jindong laughed.

With another tug, Lei Weidong leaned back, with his arms sticking out from behind his crotch.

"boom!"

Another shot.

"It's still ten rings!"

"Uncle Dong, what are you doing? I almost became a eunuch." Thinking of the bullets coming from his own... Lei Weidong was so frightened that he threw away the gun in his hand.

"You need to pay attention to gun practice. You can shoot fast and accurately in any situation. Don't you have to give you time to shoot when you are facing the enemy?" Yang Jindong said bitterly.

"That makes sense, but..." Although Lei Weidong nodded, he was still a little bit repulsed by the Heavenly and Earthly Jueqiang, especially the Dijueqiang, it must be of no use, and the eunuch is definitely not suitable.

"How about it, do you want to learn from a teacher?" Yang Jindong smiled, picked up two full-loaded ammunition [-], played a gun game, and then shot left and right.

bang bang bang...

I didn't even look at it, just a shuttle to the target.

"Look at you!"

Pulling the two targets closer, Yang Jindong asked Lei Weidong to see his results.

"There's only one ten ring, Uncle Dong, have you stumbled?" Seeing that there was a hole in the two target papers, although it was in the middle, but...

"Look carefully. I use .[-]. Pay attention to the size of the hole. .[-] can't make such a big hole."

"Six bullets drilled a hole, or double guns, that's impossible." Looking carefully at the gun holes on the target paper, Lei Weidong's eyeballs almost fell out.

"Is there anything impossible? This is what a master should do. You were just getting started." Yang Jindong smiled proudly.

"How about it, my master's level is not bad."

"Master, please accept my apprentice's respect." After finally meeting a master, Lei Weidong couldn't let it go, and quickly knelt down on one knee to worship his master.

"Wait, it's not so easy for me to accept apprentices." Looking at Lei Weidong's attitude, Yang Jindong was very satisfied.

"Master, how can you accept me as an apprentice?" Lei Weidong asked.

"At least a cup of tea will do."

Great masters are hard to find, and good apprentices are equally hard to find, otherwise there would not be ordinary disciples, direct disciples, and closed disciples in ancient times.

"Master, shall we start practicing guns now?" Lei Weidong who stood up had a high fighting spirit and asked urgently.

"Pistol practice, what you need to do now is basic training. You want to run before you learn to walk. Also, I don't like people calling me master, so just call me uncle Dong." Yang Jindong said.

(End of this chapter)